Evolving Silver Dragon

31 030 Mutual Defeat_1

Translator: 549690339

Otto was like a Grim Reaper flying in the sky, stronger and faster than the wyverns.

With Chimera’s help in attracting firepower, it was easy for him to hunt down the wyverns one by one.

At the same time, he did not forget to casually kill some of Cassiopeia’s chimeras as well.

It was just an accidental injury; such accidents were inevitable on the battlefield.

If the great Mother of Thorns were to question him later, Otto would give such an answer without hesitation.

The fight between the Red Dragon and the Green Dragon became more intense. Bragset took advantage of his stronger body and engaged in close combat with the Green Dragon.

In close-quarters combat, Cassiopeia was no match for him. In just a short while, several wounds appeared on her body, and her once bright and beautiful green scales were now marred by scorched traces everywhere.

But she did not let her opponent off easily. Although the poisonous gas she spewed out was dispersed by the Red Dragon’s flames, some of it was inhaled by him, gradually affecting Bragset’s body.

Even though the Red Dragon’s constitution was quite good and highly resistant to poison compared to most creatures, this poison was derived from a fully-grown Green Dragon not much weaker than him.

Every time he breathed in the poison, he felt the burning pain in his lungs intensify, and his movements began to slow down, allowing Cassiopeia to gradually put more distance between them.

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Bragset roared, wanting to end the battle quickly. He ignored the discomfort caused by the poison and used all his strength to flap his wings, trying to close the gap between him and Cassiopeia.

But he ultimately failed. Cassiopeia, panting heavily and burning through her magical power, rapidly formed a dense green magic circle between them.

Magically-generated thick thorns appeared out of thin air, wrapping around Bragset like flexible chains.

The thorns were covered in deep green poisonous barbs. If entangled by them, it would certainly be unbearable.

Bragset once again unleashed a torrent of flames, turning most of the thorns to ashes.

However, these thorns were blessed by Cassiopeia’s magical power, and even his breath could not completely burn them away.

A single thorn pierced through his firewall and violently whipped against Bragset’s body, like a lash.

The Red Dragon gritted his teeth and growled in pain. The skin protected by his thick scales was torn open in an instant, and the blood that flowed from the wound slowly changed from red to green.

The sharp thorn stabbed into his wound like a poisoned nail, and the toxins within spread throughout his body via his bloodstream.

This was the most severe damage Bragset had suffered in this battle. Cassiopeia had been hiding her strength; her apparent ease had made him somewhat complacent.

However, creating such a large number of magical thorns without the support of plant life also consumed a huge amount of Cassiopeia’s magical power.

She panted heavily in mid-air as she tried to regain her magical power. She was clearly very tired, and even the flapping of her wings had slowed down.

With his eyes bloodshot, Bragset disregarded his wounds and pain, and took the opportunity to get close to his opponent once again.

Aside from the Flame Breath, he wasn’t skilled in any long-range attack spells, but that didn’t mean he was magically incompetent.

Raging flames clung to his teeth. Rather than spells like Fireball, he was more adept at attaching flames to his body to enhance his power.

He was a dragon who loved close combat, and this method greatly increased his offensive capabilities.

Cassiopeia, whose movement had slowed considerably due to her consumption of a large amount of magical power, could not evade Bragset’s attack.

The flame-imbued dragon teeth effortlessly pierced through her scales, tearing off a large chunk of flesh.No blood flowed out, as the wound had already been seared by the scorching flames.

But this wasn’t over yet. Sitte Bragg didn’t want the cunning Green Dragon to escape from him again; he bit Cassiopeia’s neck and held on to her body tightly with his front claws.

The intense pain stimulated Cassiopeia’s brain, and she desperately twisted her body, trying to escape, but Sitte Bragg would not let her go easily.

If this situation continued, Cassiopeia’s only outcome would be defeat.

This can’t go on any longer!

Cassiopeia looked at Otto, who was hunting Manticores like a celestial being. The damn Silver Dragon seemed quite relaxed.

His current state was as carefree as if he were just going for a leisurely stroll, and the Manticore’s strength was only providing him some amusement.

“Otto!”

Cassiopeia angrily called out the name that fueled her anger, and only then did Otto realize the situation on the battlefield between the two giant dragons.

He knew that Cassiopeia had reached her limit, and any further delay might lead to unintended consequences.

So Otto finally abandoned the Manticores, which could no longer cause any significant disturbances, and joined the dragons’ battle.

Now that the two dragons were tightly entangled, this was an excellent opportunity.

Without hesitation, a Flaming Poison Breath swept across, Otto did not care if it would accidentally hurt Cassiopeia, or perhaps, he was intentionally targeting both of them.

The terrifyingly hot green poisonous fog quickly engulfed the two dragons, and Red Dragon Sitte Bragg immediately realized Otto’s sneak attack.

He had never seen such a strange spraying weapon, but he did not doubt its terrifying power.

He flapped his wings, trying to escape quickly, but Cassiopeia reversed her attack and bit his tail, preventing him from fleeing for a short while. The Green Dragon was already somewhat crazy.

“Roar!”

In Sitte Bragg’s angry roar, the scorching green poisonous fog engulfed his tail, and also hit Cassiopeia’s neck.

Red Dragons themselves liked living in high-temperature environments, and even scorching lava was just a comfortable spa for them.

So the high temperature in the Flaming Poison Breath couldn’t effectively damage the Red Dragon, but the venom it contained corroded his scales like strong acid.

In no time, the scales on his tail had fallen off, and the flesh underneath began to rot.

An extraordinary sense of paralysis also spread slowly from the wound towards the rest of his body. Coupled with Cassiopeia’s previous toxic attack, the combination of the two made the Red Dragon’s physical state deteriorate rapidly.

On the other hand, the situation for Green Dragon Cassiopeia was reversed; she was nearly immune to all kinds of toxins, but the high temperature almost cooked the flesh on her neck.

Through the blistering burn swelling under her scales, the severe pain forced her to release her grip on the Red Dragon’s mouth.

The two dragons finally distanced themselves again, both seriously wounded and with thoughts of retreating emerging in their minds.

Red Dragon Sitte Bragg had never suffered such severe injuries before. He glared hatefully at Otto, memorizing the appearance of this Silver Dragon who seemed to possess a mixture of multiple dragon bloodlines.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, he had lost this fight…